Turn to your co-workers, kids, Facebook friends, family — anyone who’s accessible — and ask them to suggest an article, an adjective, and a noun. There’s your post title! Now write.
The Slimy Dragon
Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, there lived a handsome prince. Every night he dreamed only of finding a beautiful princess with whom he could share his ever-increasing kingdom. His father, the Most Honorable Horrific Harold, the Third, had mastered the dark arts as a child, King Harold had conquered and tamed four dastardly dragons. King Harold had placed one dragon each at each of the four corners of his realm. The dragons were commanded to only look outward from the kingdom. Hence, the dragons were constantly enlarging King Harold’s realm because at each meal, the dragons would consume more and more of the neighboring tenant-farmers from the neighboring lands.
The handsome prince….
What was his name, Daddy?
Fillmore. Was I named after the handsome prince?
Yes, you were, son. Now lay back down. Don’t you want to hear the rest of the story?
The handsome prince looked far and wide for a princesses. No sooner had a herald traveled to a nearby kingdom to make arrangements for a proposed union, a pesky dragon would infringe upon the new kingdom. Soon the new kingdom’s residences were not a welcoming body with which to join forces. Usually, they had no forces to join. Three meals a day take s a toll on a kingdom being forces to feed healthy dragons.
With that…. Father tucked the blanket up under Fillmore’s chin… kissed him on the forehead… and left of a good night’s sleep of his own.
Written for The Daily Post: February 18. 2016. Mad Libs